Inspirations and ponderings to living a beautiful life….

In acknowledgment of the centennial birthday of Orson Welles….the celebration of a lifetime of amazements in film, stage, radio and television.

Taken from welleswoodstock.com:“Orson Welles graced the stage and screen with his rich baritone voice, deeply intense eyes and a passion that filled his large physique. He was a magician, actor, director and producer who will long be remembered as one of the greatest filmmakers ever.”

“Born in Kenosha on May 6, 1915, he was well-bred, learning music, theater and art as a child. But his childhood was far from perfect. His parents divorced and his mother died when he was just 8. Three years later, in 1926, his father enrolled him at the Todd School for Boys in Woodstock, Illinois.”

“It was in Woodstock where Welles spent his formative years under the direction of his teacher, mentor and lifelong friend, Headmaster Roger Hill. By the time he left the town in 1934, he was ready to embark on one of the most incredible radio/theater/film careers of the 20th century. That career included frightening a nationwide radio audience with his rendition of War of the Worlds in 1938 and creating what many consider the greatest film of all time, Citizen Kane, in 1941. Welles died in Hollywood on Oct. 10, 1985″.

“One day I shall leave all this behind me, go back to Todd and give full rein to my ideas. That’s when life will really begin for me.” -Orson Welles

In honor of his 100th birthday, I am proud to be part of the Orson Welles Centennial Festival held in Woodstock, Illinois. With that said, a mere visual tribute to Orson Welles…

Consider with appreciation the life and accomplishments of the iconic Orson Welles. A legend that will endure to inspire with amazement, indeed…

Welles onward,

Kristin
“The enemy of art is the absence of limitations” -Orson Welles

“Like a wax-flower tree under a bell of glass, in the paisley and gingham county of McHenry in Woodstock, grand capital of Mid-Victorianism in the Middle west. Gorgeous over a square full of Civil War monuments and band-stands in this flossy little township is the edifice in the picture. This very rustic and rusticated thing is a government office building, a public library, a fire department, and what is more to our purpose, a real old honest-to-horse-hair Opera House. ..”
-Orson Welles, penned in a letter,1934